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"i don't wanna go, babe," you say stubbornly. chris had been invited to a party, and he was begging you, his girlfriend, to accompany him. you just weren't a party person though. social events were your worst enemy. you much preferred staying at home tucked warmly under your blankets with your stuffed animals watching tv, scrolling through tiktok, reading, doing whatever, as long as it didn't require you to have any interactions with anyone. except maybe your parents and chris. but that was it.
"please, honey bear," chris was trying his best to coax you, but you firmly shook your head. "i'm sorry, chris, but parties aren't my thing.."
"so?" chris spoke. "you'll be with me. you don't need to talk to anyone if you don't want to. just hang out with me."
"i'd much rather we hang out at home, love," you say, shrugging your shoulders. "no pressure, though. you can still go, if you want. i won't mind it at all, trust me."
"c'mon, you're no fun," chris says glumly.
"why, thank you, that makes me feel so much better!" you exclaim indignantly. "you're being really mean, y'know."
chris looks up at you guiltily, nervously running a hand through his hair. "sorry, ma, i didn't mean it."
"it's okay. i'm sorry, too. but i'm just tired and parties are really draining.." you trail off. chris places his hand over yours softly. "let's do something at home then, just the two of us, m'kay lovebug?" he says.
"okay," you reply. he sits down on his bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you closer as he places soft, warm kisses on your forehead and the top of your head. "what do you wanna do?" he asks.
"mm.. i dunno, anything," you say. yours eyes light up for a moment. "chrissy, can i put on one of your hoodies first? please?"
"okay," he nods his head, smiling softly at you in adoration. you make your way to his closet, open it, and rummage through the hundreds of hoodies that your boyfriend owns. well, maybe not hundreds. but lots of them. "ugh, i can't pick! there's too many."
"want me to help?" chris enters behind you and picks out a soft grey one for you to put on. as you put it on over your pink and white striped pyjamas you can't help but let out a little squeal at how warm it is. god, it even smells like chris, a subtle mix of sage and honeysuckle.
"you look cute, ma," chris grins playfully. "shame i'll have to take that off later."
"chris!" you say, feigning a disapproving tone, as a soft giggle slips past your lips.
"i'm just sayin' my truth, princess," he shrugs and puts his hands up as if in an attempt to surrender.
"you're so cute, baby," you say while you look adoringly up at him as the two of you stand amidst all of his clothes and things.
"i know," chris says earnestly. he adds, "not as cute as you, though." he boops your nose softly and lovingly kisses the top of your head, his warm hands wrapped around your waist.
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thank u soso much for reading !! js a lil blurb for my favie ˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ live laugh love christopher owen sturniolo <3
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don't forget me pt 1. - matt sturniolo
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: y/n x matt sturniolo 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: a long awaited spring break trip to florida leads to y/n meeting what seems to be the perfect guy. the next two weeks was everything she was dreaming for, until it wasn't. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing, no smut (yet)
By the time March came around I was craving some form of a break from school and the people around me. Don’t get me wrong, I love my friends but going on vacation and being immersed in a whole new place is euphoric. I can be whoever I want to be and act however I want because I will never interact with these people again considering im traveling hundreds or even thousands of miles from my home. That’s why I loved vacation so much, for two weeks I could pretend to live a different life and be a different person, at least thats what I thought until I met him.
Ever since we arrived in Florida, the only thing on my mind has been the beach. I was dying to feel the warmth of the sun, the saltiness of the water, the boiling hot sand. There was no better of a feeling than a long day at the beach where you end up sunburnt or tan. I loved the way that the sun shifted my appearance. My pale skin instantly tanned, my freckles darkened, and my hair lightened. I could not be more excited for the two weeks to come.
“Y/n! Are you ready to leave? We need to get there early to try and get a good parking spot before the beach gets busy” my mother screams from the kitchen. We decided to rent a small beach house that was walking distance from the beach.
“Uhhh, give me one second!” I spring up from my bed, throw on a bathing suit and frantically try and fix my hair before walking downstairs to meet my parents. As soon as I got downstairs they rushed us all out the house and we hopping in the car and headed towards the beach. My mind was rushing with excitement as we kept getting closer. I guess leaving a little early did help because it wasn’t hard to find a parking spot. It was only nine in the morning, so not many people had made it to the beach for the noon uv peak. I helped my parents unload the car and we began trudging down the steps towards the beach. We walked for a little bit until we found the perfect spot. Behind us sat some apartment buildings, a hotel, a restaurant, and a plaza.
In no time I was tearing off my cover up and running towards the water where I was met with the warm, salty water hitting me. For the next couple hours, I rotated between swimming in the water and tanning because of the heat. At this point it was almost 12:30 and I was getting thirsty and hungry. The beachside restaurant behind us was pulling me in.
“It’s too hot, can I go get something to drink?” I motion to the restaurant behind me. “Sure, grab me a water please” my mother smiles handing me some cash. I threw on my shorts and tank top before making my way up to the restaurant. I walked up to the bar and ordered the drinks, but they wouldn’t let me order food unless I sat down. I decided against that idea so I would just have to walk to the CVS across the street to grab a quick snack.
“Just a pepsi and water please” I smile at the bartender. He pours me my drinks and motions for payment. “Oh, can I not get a lid?” I ask questioning the clear solo cups I was given to walk around with. “Nope, don’t have sorry” he shrugs before walking away. This just made my life 20 times harder because I had to juggle the drinks, my phone, and the money as I began walking next door. Nothing could of prepared me for what was about to happen.
I managed to cross the street with ease, the ice in the drinks starting to make my hands go numb. I tried readjusting them as I kept walking, looking down making sure I wasn’t going to drop the drinks. Finally, I saw the CVS and I began speed walking towards the front. One moment I was walking inside, the next I was on the floor covered in pepsi and water.
“Oh my god” I mutter somehow trying to figure out how I ended up on the floor. “Shit, I am so sorry are you okay?” a voice echos from above me. When I look up, I am met with a guy sticking his hand out for me. However, I wasn’t focused on him trying to help me up, I was more mesmorized with him, his face. He had brown hair, blue eyes, relatively tall, and a perfect smile. This was both my worst nightmare and dream. I shook my head, snapping myself out of the trance of whatever that was an took his hand.
“That was totally my fault I walked straight into you” he said apologizing. “No trust me I wasn’t looking” I chuckle nervously. “Can I pay for those?” he motions to the empty cups on the floor. “What? Oh no, please it’s okay.” I smile looking up at him. “Are you sure theres nothing I can do?” he asks. “Nope, bye” I walk around him anxiously, feeling my face turn pink. I don’t know why I cared so much, but it hit me as he began to walk away. It didn’t matter what I said or did here.
“Wait!” I turn around shouting a little, catching his attention. I walked up to him and did something I never would of at home. “I didn’t get your name” I smile approaching him again. He chuckles before grinning and walking back up to me. “It’s Matt and you are..?” he asks looking at me. “It’s y/n” I sigh thankful that I atleast remembered his name so if I saw him again I could say hi.
“There actually is something you can do” I smile, confidently looking at him. “Can I have your phone number?” I asked. I step back, in shock with the words that just came out of my mouth. In no reality would I of ever asked any man for his phone number back home. But being here, I felt powerful. However, the reality of what I just said kicked in, fully expecting a reaction or maybe some excuse. The fear must of shown on my face because my thoughts were interrupted.
“Of course you can pretty girl” he smiles, typing his number into my contacts then turning around and walking out the CVS.
I stood there in shock, trying to process what the fuck just happened, instead my jaw hung open and a smile came across my face. This was about to be the best break of my life.
*if you liked it please lmk if you want a pt 2*
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Chris with a little who’s super shy and embarrassed about their little space and Chris always has to coax them to regress when he can tell they’re starting to feel little
oh this is such a topic :(
“it’s okay, baby. i know you’re feeling small, just let it happen, okay? i’ve got you, you’re safe with me, let me take those worries off of you.”
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hoootttt
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Hi guys so my posting is gonna be very slow and I'm going to be barely posting because I start school very soon and I promised myself I was gonna focus more. I am working on a Chris smut and a Matt smut lmk which one you guys want posted first.
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i want christopher owen sturniolo to call me these names as he plants soft kisses all over me <3
ma
mama
love
angel
princess
darling
honey bear
mama bear
honey
sweets
sweetheart
sweet girl
pretty girl
baby
babe
pumpkin
sugar
cupcake
doll
buttercup
sunshine
peach
cuddlebug
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unfair. pt1
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: y/n x ? ⤷ do you guys want a love triangle, chris x y/n, or matt x y/n - lmk! 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: y/n struggles to rebuild her life after being uprooted from her old lifestyle. she just begins to settle in when she meets her first challenge in this new town. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing, there def will be smut in the future don’t fret
“the world didn’t end when I turned seventeen, but it felt like it did” It was the summer before my senior year when my entire life was flipped upside down. In the span of a single month I lost my family, friends, old school, old life, and most importantly, myself. My mother and I had a very detached and bad relationship, like any moment she could snap and I would never see her again. I had no siblings and no father so she was all I had left, the only family I had ever known other than some distant uncles or aunts. And one afternoon, on a random Tuesday in June, I was disowned and kicked out over an unimportant and minuscule fight over our financial state. Deep down I knew that eventually our relationship would fizzle out and I could move out, but this fight proved to be enough to break our fragile relationship. And from that day on, I never spoke to my mother again.
So here I was, standing in a city in Massachusetts alone with $150 to my name and an address written down in my notes app. The last thing my mother did for me was give me the number of her sister, my aunt. While I had never met Allison in person, I’ve seen her comment around on my mothers Facebook and we have been Facebook friends since I was probably 12 years old. Thats all I knew about her. My mind was blank and I felt empty inside. I left everything behind with no choice and now I’m stuck in a place I don’t want to be for god knows how long. If only I could just…
“Uber for y/n?” An older man peeks his head out from his car. His voice startled me and brought me out of my trance. In a mere hour I would be introduced to my new house, new guardian, new life, new everything, and I wasn’t ready.
“Sorry, yes.” I scurry to place my luggage in the trunk of the car and hop into the backseat, listening to music and watching the landscape outside and I saw myself driving further and further away from everything I knew. I open my phone to distract my mind only to scroll and find pictures of my friends all together and having fun, without me. Not a single text has come through my phone asking me how I was. I decided the best thing was to turn it off and close my eyes and maybe I would wake up and be somewhere better, somewhere were I could be happy.
In no time, I found myself in the driveway of Aunt Allison’s home. I couldn’t lie, it was a huge upgrade from the shitty broken down home my mother and I were staying in. It had beautiful landscaping and flowers, the home was white with blue hues and beautiful architecture, it felt comfortable and clean. Everything around me was perfect and vibrant, and I felt like a huge raincloud coming in and sucking the light from this poor lady. All of a sudden I hear a gasp coming from the front door.
“Oh my gosh aren’t you just so beautiful! I haven’t seen you in years sweetie, how are you doing, are you okay?” Aunt Allison came running over to be embracing me in a warm huge. For the first time I felt myself relax a little, knowing at least she seemed to be a nice person. “Come inside please Tony can come and grab your suitcases. We have the most stunning room all ready for you, are you sure I can’t grab you a water or something?” she asks while guiding me around her home.
“No I’m fine for now I think.” I sigh plopping down onto my bed, starring up at the ceiling. My mind couldn’t stop thinking about how I wouldn’t get the perfect senior year I had always dreamed of. All I wanted was a perfect boyfriend, a friend group to dress up with during spirit weeks, friends who would ditch with me to go get food and run away to the beach when we were bored of class. I had that, I had everything, and now I was a loner who knew nobody in a town I didn’t fit in at. And for the next two months, I didn’t try to make myself feel better. I let my mind consume myself and practically sat repeating the same day over and over again hoping this nightmare would end and I could wake up. Before I knew it, it was August 9th, the night before the first day of school and tomorrow I would have to face my reality.
“Goooood morning!” Aunt Allison barges into my room and wakes me up at the ungodly hour of 5 in the morning. “It’s your big day come on, your last first day of high school aren’t you excited?!” She cheered, walking over to me smiling. “Yeah, sure” I groaned, rolling out of bed and walking into the kitchen that was already decked out in a feast for breakfast. “I just want to make sure your not hungry” she smiles handing me a plate of food before walking into the other room. I didn’t have a car here so I had to walk to school because Aunt Allison had to get to work and Tony was already long gone working aswell. I gulped down as much food as I could and went back into my room where I spent an hour religiously painting my face in makeup and frying my hair to try and make it look alright. I threw on a comfortable yet cute outfit alongside a huge coat, considering it was practically freezing outside.
“I’ll see you after school” Allison says embracing me in a huge hug. Maybe this whole new school thing wouldn’t be so bad. Until I stepped outside.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me” I curse as rain begins to drip from the sky. Every single day of summer has been sunny and the one day I am actually required to look presentable it rains. It wasn’t like I had any choice so I decided to just increase my pace. Cars were speeding by, making me feel slower than I actually was and it began to irritate me. Finally, I managed to arrive just outside the school when a white car slams through a huge rain puddle right next to the sidewalk, splashing me with water all over myself. I could hear the laughs of a couple guys and even worse, the flash of a camera sticking outside the passenger seat window.
“Fuck!” I curse, angrily. I wasn’t going to let whoever decided this was funny get away with this. I storm my way to the window of the car and began vigorously knocking on the window until I see a guy roll down the window. “Can I help you?” he laughs starring directly at me. For a moment I was taken back as I was greeted with a cute guy with brown shaggy hair and blue eyes. “Hellooo?” he asks again. I snap out of it and remember why I was angry. “Yeah whose brilliant idea was it to splash me with freezing cold water at 7 in the fucking morning?” I spit out angrily. “Ouch, someone woke up on the wrong side of bed” I hear a voice from the driver seat call out. Without even knowing it, my hand was twisting the lid off of my water bottle and I was throwing the ice water at the guys inside the car. “Bro what the fuck” he screams out. “Who the hell even are you?” the guy in the back asks. “I’m new I just moved here, well I guess like 2 months ago, but I’m y/n” I smile, happy with my revenge. “And you are..?” I question squinting my eyes to see how many guys were in the car, I managed to count about three. “Yeah whatever, I’m Chris, that’s Matt driving, and Nick is in the backseat” he mutters out trying to dry himself off with an extra sweatshirt. “What a pleasure it was to meet you” I sarcastically say, walking away from the car into the school.
The school day hadn’t even started and I knew two things: I was never walking to school in the rain again and Massachusetts had a couple of hot guys, even if they were assholes. *if you guys want pt. 2 let me know!*
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